Sunday morning after church, I met MS for a run on the country roads by his house. He had been watching the Ironman competition that morning so he was pretty gung-ho to run, and was Mister Chatty Cathy. Annoying. :)
But, his conversation and his talk about the competition reminded me of my post in April. I slept in this morning and took today as a rest day, but wow, I feel pathetic when I read about Team Hoyt.
I need to go to bed so I can get up and run at least 5 in the morning. Resting is good, but my excuses need to end. My marathon is in 88 days. I need to be running.